#Chapter 173: Broken Trust

Ben and I spent the majority of the ride to the house in silence—something I was deeply grateful for. He didn’t try to pry into my business or ask any personal questions as he had in the past. Maybe it was because of the insane display he witnessed during class between Arthur and me. God, I was partly surprised that the campus wasn’t abuzz with the ridiculous display we demonstrated. Nevertheless, I graciously thanked Ben for the ride when we finally arrived at the house. I grabbed my bag and told him that I’d see him on Monday to hand in our project. I hadn’t exactly given my mom the heads up that I was coming home for the weekend. So, when I managed to get the front door opened, I was swiftly met with a look of pure surprise and confusion. “Ella? I didn’t know you were planning to come home,” she said softly. I tried to give her at least a small smile, but I couldn’t even bring myself to do that. The weight of the situation that had been bearing down on me for the past twen